My Heros? (Cold Kill)

Ive been useing the hero-o-matic lately. Here are a few heros i made up

Name: Dann Smith

Code Name: Blue Devil

Hero/Villain: Hero

Power: Can manipulate wind, uses this in a type of martial arts.


Bio: "Congratulations M'am...Its a boy" I still remember the day my mom told me the story of when I was born. She wanted me to be born in America, as a citizen of the United States. But, a plane delay prevented her from flying that day, and on top of that, I was born early, luckily there was a nurse in the airport. But, I also remember that harsh day, I was only 5 years old. Me and my brother were playing around in the backyard of our new house. Some one that had lived there before us left a knife in the back yard. My little brother Jacob picked it up. "What’s this D" He asked me he was 3 years old. "Its what mom uses to chop up our food Jacob, you should put it down, mom says they hurt people!" I said. "But I want to play with it!" said in a sad voice. Then a smile appeared on his face, "Imma chop you up you veggie!" Jacob said running towards me. "Jacob stop!" I yelled but it was to late, he tried over a tree root that grew out of the ground.

"J...Jacob?" I said walking towards him. "Jacob stop playing around! Mom will get mad at you if you get your new clothes dirty!" I pushed Jacob over. The knife pierced him in the heart, i pulled the knife out and stared at the blood, then i looked at him, blood was pouring out of his chest. I didn’t quite under stand what was going on at the time, i was too young. Then i heard my mother. "Boys come in, lunch is ready! Dann...Jacob." When she walked outside all she saw was me, a knife, and my dead bother. She ran over to him and grabbed him, tears flooding from her eyes like dark and stormy night. She was hugging him tightly, rocking back in forth. "Mommy..." I said, I reached my hand out to touch Jacob. "GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU DEVIL!!!" My mom shrieked.


My dad came out side, then called the hospital, but it was to late, Jacob was gone. Dad told me he was in a safe place now. He wanted me to know that it wasn’t my fault, that we were to young and foolish to know anything. That night the wind blew hard, harder then it ever blew before, in fact a tree got blew over sideways, and my window busted. My mom doesn’t even talk to me. Nearly 20 years later, she never said a word. I would give anything just to hear her say anything, even if it was "I hate you." When I got old enough to move out of the house, I did so. I went to college, but it didn’t work out for me. I managed to get a job that barley held up for rent.


I was going for a job interview, one of my friends set me up with it, under my standards, it was a chance of a life time. I was nervous, and on my way to the interview the wind blew really hard. My walk was cut short by a strange sight. Atop of a building was a woman, she was well dressed in a suit. Lots of people stopped and stared. A Policemen got a loud speaker and yelled "Please, don’t do it, just don’t jump!" Just then she took a leap. My heart started to race, and the wind picked up, I raced towards the spot she was going to land in. I wasn’t going to make it, but even if I did, I wouldn’t be able to brake her fall. I stuck my hands out and a huge gust of wind, infects on huge, came out of nowhere right before she hit the ground. She blew over and landed in my hands.


The crowd of people yelled in excitement as she fell into my hands. "How....How the hell did you do that?" She whispered. "I don’t know" I said gazing up at the building. "Well, you can put me down now" She said and jumped out of my hands. I stared at my hands, and people patted me on the back and called me a hero. I missed my interview, so i went back to my apartment. I put on some basketball shorts and a T-shirt. I went to a basketball court. "OK, lets see here" He said looking at the basket ball. I bounced it a few times then took a shot. The ball went straight threw the hoop. "Wow, that was just luckily...let’s try again" I shot the ball over 50 times each was a perfect shot. "What in the world?" I put my hands right in front of my face. Then i looked at a tree, i put my hand out and a tree branch moved.


As soon as I got home I went to a hobby store and bought some martial. I made a suit, and attached some horns onto the mask. Then I singed up for some martial arts classes. After a few years of training I tested my powers again, but this time in a more deadly way. I went to the roof top of that same building the lady jumped off of. I closed my eyes, spread my arms, and slowly fell over the edge. I felt the wind blast into my face before landing lightly on the ground. "This, is gonna be awsome"


Pic: https://i.servimg.com/u/f73/13/23/06/83/blue_d10.jpg

Real name: Kilyrie Gorphan

Age: 30

Code name: War Threat

Powers: Enhanced strength, Flying.

Bio: Kilyrie was born on the planet K7, a planet covered with the everyday fear of death. Surviving past 10 months considered lucky, K7 is a war torn planet. The sky is dark, every day seems like a dawn, the night is filled with terrifying screams, the sound of men killing each other, to satisfy the nations needs. They go with the thought that they are protecting there nation, but the leave knowing they are only fighting for three kings power. When Kilyrie was 20 he was drafted into his nations military, he trained there for 6 years. For 6 years, Kilrie suffered the worst pains in his life, physical and emotional. Walking with his comrades were hard, it was so easy to make a friend, but yet so easy to loose one.

Kilyrie was always a friendly guy, but the military forever changed him. He was much more rough now, looking into his eyes, you could tell he has seen allot of death, more then anyone should ever have to see. Kilyrie was sent on his first mission, he was set to be a waste trooper. A wasn’t trooper would lay back behind the foot-men. If anyone was left the waste trooper would finish them off. Mostly the waste troopers would fight troopers called stealth’s. Stealth’s would fake there death on a foot-men assault, and try and take out the waste-men. It was time for Kilyrie to prove his honor, he was the only waste trooper on the field currently.

He was attacked by two stealth’s, on K7 there were no long ranged weapons, only melee weapons. Kilyrie used a battle axe, the first stealth attacked, but it was just a trick, a doppelganger sent out to distract him from the real attack. Kilyrie quickly reacted and banged the doppelganger in the face with the blunt side of his axe. The real stealth came down for a air stick. Kilyrie dodged the attack, the stealth was using 2 short blades, he could only get in for close attacks. The fight lasted for hours.

"Lets end this...one more blow, one will leave here alive...the other to die on the ground" Kilyrie said, the opponent just nodded. They ran and each sliced at each other, the stealth fell over to the ground dead. Kilyrie walked over to him, "You were a brave, and powerful warrior" He said. Then kilyrie knelt down and took off the stealth’s mask, only to stare into the eyes of his younger brother. "no.." He said. The anger filled up in his eyes and he let out a yell. "WHY! WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!?!" he yelled out blindly into the sky "why..." He knelt there holding his brother, tears falling from his eyes. "I should have went with you and mom..." He said in a soft voice "I am sorry, my brother"


When Kilyrie got back to his base and quite the military. The king charged him with treason, banished from K7. The king put him on a space shuttle to no where. After 4 years of lonley traveling he fell to earth. He realized on this world, he was stronger, and more agile, and like on his home planet, he was able to fly, but much more


pic: https://i.servimg.com/u/f73/13/23/06/83/war_th10.jpg

Real name: unknown

Code name: Lethal

hero/vill: Vill

powers: Mind control/ minipulation. Can make you think something is happening, but really isn't.

Bio: Comming soon.


Pic: https://i.servimg.com/u/f73/13/23/06/83/leathe10.jpg